Title: Hidden Truths

Disclaimer: I don't even own eyeliner, much less Pegasus, Seto or Yuugioh.

Fandom: Yuugioh

Pairing: Pegakai

Rating: PG-13 for men in eyeliner.

Summary: Pegasus wants to try something new.

A/N: I have no idea where this came from. 500 words.

Seto dried his hair with the towel that hung around his shoulders and threw a glance at Pegasus.

"What are you doing?" Pegasus jumped slightly.

"Oh, didn't see you there. Just came out of the baths, I see. I'm trying out something new." Seto fingered the knot of the towel around his waist.

"Well, why don't you leave that for later? I'm horny." Pegasus glared at him from his place in front of the mirror.

"Pervert. Why can't you say something nicer? Anyway, it doesn't matter. You'll just have to wait because I'm doing something." Seto raised an eyebrow. What could be so important that it would keep Pegasus from his favorite pastime? He peered over Pegasus' shoulder and into the mirror and could not suppress a snort.

"Is that eyeliner?" Pegasus moved the pencil to his eye, but stopped midway.

"If you must know, it is eyeliner."

"Why in the world are you putting on eyeliner?"

"Several reasons. Rock stars used to wear eyeliner, you know. And besides, I think it looks pretty."

"Pretty stupid." Pegasus shot him a look, but decided not to acknowledge the comment.

"I can't get it on though. I'm a bit nervous about sticking a pencil in my eye." Seto glanced at his eye patch, but said nothing about it.

"Well, if you're going to do it, do it quickly. I'm horny." Pegasus elbowed him. "Hey! What'd you do that for?"

"You're being vulgar." Seto grumbled and sat on the bed. Pegasus lifted his hand and tried for the millionth time to touch the tip of the pencil to the pink part beneath his eye, but as soon as there was contact, he pulled it away again and took a deep breath. Seto watched as Pegasus made many failed attempts. By the eighth time, he was getting too bored to watch anymore.

"That's it!" he exclaimed. He walked over to where Pegasus sat, kneeled down in front of him, pulled down the skin right above his cheek bone, and expertly drew a line that went from the inside of Pegasus' eye to a fancy little curve in the corner. "There you go. Can we fuck now?" Pegasus gaped for a moment before he recovered his ability to speak.

"How do you know how to do that?"

"None of your business!"

"Oh, I think it is my business. Seto, do you wear eyeliner?"

"I most certainly do not."

"Come on, Seto! You can trust me. I won't tell a soul."

"I do not wear eyeliner."

"Yes you do."

"No, I don't." Pegasus smiled mischievously.

"Where do you hide it, Seto? I want to see it."

"See what?" asked Seto frustrated.

"Your stash of make up," answered Pegasus just as frustrated with Seto's unwillingness to cooperate. Seto opened his mouth to deny any such stash and then shut it again. His eyes narrowed and he growled slightly.

"In the bottom drawer of the desk in my home office," he spat. Pegasus laughter echoed in his mind for weeks.